Okay, yesterday my sister was eating flaming hot cheetos and she got up for a sec and left the cheetos on the couch. Well, Luke saw his chance and sneeked one and it was two hot for him, I guess, because he was running all around the house, super fast. He was panting and whimpering and looking around and sneeking everywhere. Finally my sister understood what happened and dragged Luke over to his waterbowl. He drunk up all of it. That's the last time I think he'll be sneeking any of our food.